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May/June 2006

First in Flight

“They’re crazy!” shouted my father, bursting through the door and coming in for dinner. Mother, careworn and ever patient, calmly laid the bowls for supper. “Now, Jim,” she said practically, filling our bowls with warm soup. That was what she always said when Father got excited. “I mean it Mabel!” he said, lifting his arms […]

Haven

Soft, quiet, a blanket of books, Turn left, left again, up the stairs, Feet finding the usual route. Passing comrades, enclosed in words, To the end of the row, near the window, The chair, my haven, Of books. I don’t notice when it grows dark, Outside, I don’t look up from the knights, And dragons, […]

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